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[Dead
Yeah,this muthafuckin boy up in this bitch
Yo,got my muthafuckin nigga Esham ready to this shit for you hoes

Walkin on the flatlines fumblin the razor blade
Rumblin with the ace of spade is where the wicket are made
Sometimes I really like
I just can't deal with the pressures of
So I walk with the bloody butcher knife
Therapy,man I need some therapy cause ain't nobody me
I ain't got no love cause no one for me
it into to darkness I'm beyond that and pass that
Once I a flashback
Snap and yo ass
Black get a shovel,grave digga
How you figure you gon' kill a dead
You gon kill a dead
Bloody body baby bloody man I'm what he thought
Nine dead and I never got caught
Walk the flatlines,man I walk the
And dead body lines make me walk lines
I sniff lines .45 slug to my mind

I I'm on the flatline
Man I need therapy

[Dead Boy

I'm suicidal thoughts
Brain cells dead the coma
My dead body rotten gone but not forgotten
Seems you forgot
Man I one shot
Now I lay me down to body hot rot
Got no love I was a toddler
Now I swallow bullets for fun games with the gun
Hope I spit up,get up,throw up,mind up
I told my teacher I to be like Hitler when I grow up
Now I got a mental block got the pussy cocked
tock and ya don't stop make the pussy pop
To the break of dawn,to the of dawn
Once again on
.357 chrome to my dome
Now I know you want to know about what I'm knowing
If